Unexpected Guests

 

Chapter 5: Unexpected Guests

 

            By the time Mike and Tyler had arrived, the party was already full swing. There were already around 100 or more people dancing to the beats and a quarter of them were already drunk.

 

            “Great… we’re late. Look! Even the buffet is almost gone,” Tyler complained, stuffing his mouth with small quiches.

 

            Mike shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans, “So? We’re here for girls, remember?” He searched around the room to find any suitable bachelorettes.

 

            “Hold your horses, someone’s hasty… let’s just go find my friend first.”

 

            “Hmm… yeah, whatever,” he followed as Tyler guided them through the crowd of party-goers, until they reached the front of the VIP room. “We’re going in there?”

 

            “Yeah, she’s in there.”

 

            Mike squinted, “Your friend’s a she?”

 

            “Don’t be sexist, dude…” Tyler tried to get into the room without the bouncers having to throw him out, possibly breaking a bone.

 

            “I’m not!” He threw his arms up in the air in defense, grinning. “She can hook us up with her friends, right?”

 

            “Guess so.”

 

            The band began to play as music blared from the surround sound systems, hyping the guests more.

 

            “Cool. What’re you waiting for, then? Let’s get into that room.” Mike agreed, pumping himself up.

 

 

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            The atmosphere outside was wild, but thankfully there were no fights yet. Cara was perched on the lap of her boyfriend, Cooper’s lap, chewing on a slice of tiramisu cake. She had been dating Cooper for just over 3 months, but she was totally smitten. Cara was the kind of girl that believed in love at first sight.

 

            “Ooh, Linds, message.” She passed Lindsay her vibrating Sidekick, “Who’s it from?”

 

            Lindsay flipped it open, letting out a heavy sigh seconds later, “Do I have to do everything around here?” She got up to leave, putting her Sidekick down on the table in a huff, “More trouble at the front,”

 

            She breezed through the double doors, prepping herself up for the commotion she would be about to handle.

 

            Ah, the day in the life of a party hostess.

 

            “Let me in! I know the damn host!” Shouts were heard as an angry guest pushed his way through the entrance, only to be stopped by a bouncer twice his size.

 

            “I’m sorry sir; I just can’t let you in. You’re not on the list; and without confirmation you’re not allowed into the party,” The 6”5 bouncer tried his best to keep his cool, giving the rebel an apologetic look.

 

            As he was about to fight back at the bouncer, out of the corner of his eye he noticed her approaching, nearer and nearer until he could almost touch her.

 

            “Wait… she’s coming, ask her! She’ll let me in!” He yelled frantically.

 

            The bouncer, whose name tag read “Z”, turned his direction towards her, giving her an acknowledging smile.

 

            Lindsay.

 

            “Hey Z,” She greeted, “What’s going on here?”

 

            “This guy says that he knows you… but his name isn’t on the guest list,”

 

            Lindsay looked at him and gasped, “What… what are you doing here?”

 

            He smiled, “Missed me, darlin’?”

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            “It’s no use,” Tyler slumped into a chair, defeated. “We can’t get in there, Mike, sorry. I’ll just call her to come out.”

 

            Mike stared at him in disbelief, “Couldn’t you have done that in the first place?” He asked, his head in his hands. “Those bodyguards already beat us up enough, you know.”

 

            Tyler smiled, “Better late than never,”

 

            “Wait… Isn’t that…” Mike widened his eyes to get a better view, “That’s the girl I saw at that pizza place, remember? I think her name was, uh… Tiffany.” He stood up, trying to get her attention.

 

            “What? Oh yeah… whatever. She’s not even that pretty; I don’t know why you like her.” Tyler snapped, his Sony Ericsson Walkman phone pressed to his ear.

            “Whatever… Oh, she’s coming! She’s coming! Act cool,” he smoothed out his hair and took a deep breath.

 

            Tiffany embraced Mike in a warm hug, “What a surprise to see you guys here!” Her blonde hair was tied into a loose braid and she didn’t have any makeup on.

            Hardly club chic.

 

            “Yeah, I know… it’s a small world, you know? What are you doing here? Here for the party?” Mike asked almost instantly. He acted like a kindergartener who had an overload of sugar.

 

            She adjusted the bangles on her wrist, “Kind of… I’m waitressing. Hardly glamorous, but it’ll pay the bills.” She laughed, pointing down at her uniform.

 

            “Oh… Well, it doesn’t mean you can’t have fun, right?” He twirled her around and began dancing to the music. “4 Minutes” by Madonna and Justin Timberlake was playing, and he was definitely getting into it.

 

            Tiffany laughed, “You look like a complete retard!” She put her arms on his shoulders, stopping him momentarily, “But retard or not… I still like you,”

 

            “And I like you, too. What do you say? Put aside those waitressing duties for a bit to be my date for the night?” He asked hopefully, a sparkle in his eyes.

 

            “I won’t tell if you won’t,” She teased, giving him a peck on the cheek, “I would love to be your date.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Sorry if it's kinda messy, let me know what you think about it.

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Reviews

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I really enjoyed it completely! I kind of hoped there would be more to the storyline of Lindsey and Mike when they ran into each other at the party. But was pleased with the end result. I look forward to reading more of your work. Your writings are wonderful! hugs